Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Saudi Arabia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Scientists to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
The J.B.'s,
Archie Shepp,
Ronnie Foster,
Pere Ubu,
The Index,
Alison Limerick,
Erasure,
Alice Coltrane,
Cluster,
The Residents,
LL Cool J,
Shuggie Otis,
Amon Düül II,
Altered Images,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
X-Ray Spex,
Leonard Cohen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Crash Course in Science,
Sugar Minott,
Fatback Band,
Camouflage,
The Stooges,
Piero Umiliani,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Angels of Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
Massinfluence,
The Martian,
Frankie Knuckles,
Peter and Kerry,
Radiohead,
Electric Prunes,
Isaac Hayes,
D'Angelo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yaz,
Slick Rick,
Soulsonic Force,
Ken Boothe,
Schoolly D,
Negative Approach,
Colin Newman,
Gang Green,
Interpol,
Andrew Hill,
Y Pants,
Black Moon,
Bobby Byrd,
Agent Orange,
ABC,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Reagan Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.